I woke up a few mornings ago totally sickened by what art has become of late. As Basquiat tagged: “THE WHOLE LIVERY LINE BOW LIKE THIS WITH THE BIG MONEY ALL CRUSHED INTO THESE FEET.” Art has become a proper whore’s circus. When Beuy’s said: “Everyone is an artist.” I don’t think he meant it literally (sorry literalistas & rock stars); especially the shallow, fake stuff that you see foisted everywhere today. But I thought why even make art if it’s the bastion of whores, poseurs and phillistines?
If everyone could buy and wear a pair of eyeglasses and call themselves an artist, then… Oh?? They’ve done it? Shit. Anyway.
After brooding over it – I just decided who cares? Mingers, all. Fuck it. Carry on.